Drawing Board

Omelets require eggs
To be broken
Songs require words
To be spoken
Ghosts require the dead
To awaken. And…
Success requires one of us
Bring home the bacon
Shall I open my heart
‘Til an audience appears
And let them tear it all apart?
Or shall I open my heart
To the girl and let her
Tear it all to hell
We’ll say, «Oh, well»
Wring our hands
And start over again
Heroes require damsels
In distress
A kiss requires lips
No more, no less
Love requires worlds
To be shaken. And…
Success requires that I must
Bring home the bacon
Shall I open my heart
‘Til an audience appears
And let them tear it all apart?
Or shall I open my heart
To the girl and let her
Tear it all to hell
We’ll say, «Oh, well»
Wring our hands
And start over again
If there’s time left on the clock
I promise I will knock
On your door again
Or it’s back to the board Again